Not Knowing

I may not know what I want or what I'm doing, but I know one thing: I want a way to figure it out.

I kind of dislike my hallway. I can't wait to have my own apartment.

Her request is kind of ridiculous, the more I think about it. What am I supposed to say to her? I haven't talked with her in years and years.

The play today was absolutely fantastic. It provided a very good escape from reality for a few hours.
Just what I needed.

But then I had to deal with Lillian again. Go away. I'm serious.